Felix's mother, silenced by his stare, was met with Donny's cold remark, "It's no wonder Felix turned out that way, with a shrew like you for a mother." With that, Donny and Sylvia disappeared from the hospital room door, Felix's mother's hysterical curses still echoing behind them.
Today's weather was gloomy, with overcast skies casting a dim light, and the air felt stifling, making it hard for one's mood not to become depressed.
The two walked out of the hospital, gazing at the oppressive sky. Donny let out a heavy sigh and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Ms. Foster, for involving you in my troubles." Donny was momentarily entranced by Sylvia's profile; her graceful contours seemed dreamlike, her beauty almost excessive, with every inch of her face so exquisite as if meticulously scul
